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For some reason, I feel the need to criticize a certain entry dealing “eloquently written journals with big words”. It may just be my preference, but I enjoy reading well-written entries and I definitely don’t think that the people writing them are trying to be pretentious or attempting to sound intelligent. Since when does the fact that the journal-writer organizes his sentences before they come out of his head suggest that he isn’t being honest? Since when does the fact that he uses a few "big words" imply that he’s trying to sound smart? Sure, he may not have the same style of talking and writing, but the two are completely separate, especially when the talking involves larger groups of people. In such situations, you need to keep your phrases short and you sometimes have to fight to get a word in. When was the last time you were able to make a well-thought out speech while everyone around you just had to make a sarcastic comment about every other word you spoke? I guess journals give some people a place and a chance to say what they want to say without being rushed or mocked. But Rohit…maybe he’s a little too good at sounding intelligent, haha. -_-
I’m reminded of a time at the bowling alley yesterday-as Adam was making one of his “this girl is the cutest in the world” speeches. I asked him something along the lines of, “are you putting up a façade?” Apparently, a normal person would have said, “are you fuckin’ with me?” Rophia gave me hell for it, haha. Later that night, Adam made us laugh when he told us the story of how he had accidentally said “giggle-pussies” instead of his usual “giggle-puppies”. Sadly, the funny part of the story was not the fact that he accidentally said “giggle-pussies”, but the fact that he actually says “giggle-puppies” on a regular basis. He’s such a precious little baby, isn’t he? ^.^
In the past couple of days, my gerbils have become intent on escaping their cage. They climb up on their wheel and attempt to jump towards the wall of the cage, where they hang onto the edges. Usually they fall back in, but they’re extremely persistent and continue trying, even if they end up flat on their…well…bellies most of the time. It almost paid off yesterday, when Fizban, in great feat of cuteness, managed to escape! I had to catch her and place her back in her little prison, of course, but she’s making progress…and you never know!
One of the cruelest things you can do is to kill a puppy while your best friend is watching-no matter how sharp its teeth are. ^.<
It's GERB-ZILLA!!
I’m reminded of a time at the bowling alley yesterday-as Adam was making one of his “this girl is the cutest in the world” speeches. I asked him something along the lines of, “are you putting up a façade?” Apparently, a normal person would have said, “are you fuckin’ with me?” Rophia gave me hell for it, haha. Later that night, Adam made us laugh when he told us the story of how he had accidentally said “giggle-pussies” instead of his usual “giggle-puppies”. Sadly, the funny part of the story was not the fact that he accidentally said “giggle-pussies”, but the fact that he actually says “giggle-puppies” on a regular basis. He’s such a precious little baby, isn’t he? ^.^
In the past couple of days, my gerbils have become intent on escaping their cage. They climb up on their wheel and attempt to jump towards the wall of the cage, where they hang onto the edges. Usually they fall back in, but they’re extremely persistent and continue trying, even if they end up flat on their…well…bellies most of the time. It almost paid off yesterday, when Fizban, in great feat of cuteness, managed to escape! I had to catch her and place her back in her little prison, of course, but she’s making progress…and you never know!
One of the cruelest things you can do is to kill a puppy while your best friend is watching-no matter how sharp its teeth are. ^.<
It's GERB-ZILLA!!